Le meilleur de l'existence est encore devant vous!!! The best is yet to come, don't give up !!! "It is in the quiet crucible of your personal private sufferings that your noblest dreams are born and God's greatest gifts are given in compensation for what you've been through" - Wintley Phipps
dimanche 23 avril 2017
The fox changes his attitude to fit his behavior.
samedi 28 mars 2015
jeudi 1 janvier 2015
Bonne année et bonne santé 2015.
Happy New Year to you and your loved ones!
May the riches of God's grace abound in your life all through the year 2015!
vendredi 21 mars 2014
HappyDay smile
"A thing as little as a smile can change everything. Celebrate International Day of Happiness with this action that speaks louder than words" - Edutopia.
vendredi 3 janvier 2014
OVERCOMING !
About Kakenya Ntaiya's TEDTalk
Kakenya Ntaiya tells the fearless story of challenging ingrained traditions, insisting on continuing school, and becoming the first girl to leave her Maasai village for college.
About Kakenya Ntaiya
Kakenya Ntaiya was set to follow the traditional path of Maasai girls in Kenya — to assume the role of a young wife. But she had a different plan. She not only convinced her father to continue high school, but she negotiated with village elders to attend college in the U.S. Later Ntaiya returned to her village to establish a school for girls. The Kakenya Center for Excellence started in 2009 with 32 students, and focuses on academics, leadership and female empowerment.
mercredi 1 janvier 2014
jeudi 5 décembre 2013
Adieu Madiba... RIP. 1918 -2013.
South Africa's first black president and anti-apartheid icon Nelson Mandela has died.........
Boyd Varty: What I learned from Nelson Mandela.
"In the cathedral of the wild, we get to see the best parts of ourselves reflected back to us." Boyd Varty, a wildlife activist, shares stories of animals, humans and their interrelatedness, or "ubuntu" -- defined as, "I am, because of you." And he dedicates the talk to South African leader Nelson Mandela, the human embodiment of that same great-hearted, generous spirit.
mardi 1 octobre 2013
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY NIGERIA ! Joyeuse fête d’indépendance à toute la communauté nigériane !
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY NIGERIA!
Joyeuse fête d’indépendance à toute la communauté nigériane dans le monde entier !
Nigerian National Anthem - "Arise, Oh Compatriots"
National Anthem of Nigeria (1960-1978)
National anthem of Nigeria. Hymne national du Nigeria
"Arise, O Compatriots" is the national anthem of Nigeria. It was adopted in 1978, and replaced the previous anthem, Nigeria, We Hail Thee.[1] The lyrics are a combination of words and phrases taken from five of the best entries in a national contest. The words were put to music by the Nigerian Police Band under the directorship of Benedict E. Odiase.
"Arise, O Compatriots" (1978–present)
Stanza 1:
Arise, O compatriots,
Nigeria's call obey
To serve our Fatherland
With love and strength and faith.
The labor of our heroes past
Shall never be in vain,
To serve with heart and might
One nation bound in freedom, peace and unity.
Stanza 2: O God of creation
Direct our noble cause
Guide our leaders’ right
Help our youth the truth to know
In love and honesty to grow
And living just and true
Great lofty heights attain
To build a nation where peace
And justice shall reign.
"Nigeria, We Hail Thee" (1960-1978)
Nigeria, we hail thee,
Our own dear native land,
Though tribe and tongue may differ,
In brotherhood we stand,
Nigerians all are proud to serve
Our sovereign Motherland.
Our flag shall be a symbol
That truth and justice reign,
In peace or battle honour'd,
And this we count as gain,
To hand on to our children
A banner without stain.
O God of all creation,
Grant this our one request,
Help us to build a nation
Where no man is oppressed,
And so with peace and plenty
Nigeria may be blessed.
Nigeria's National Pledge
The National Pledge of Nigeria is recited immediately after the Anthem
I pledge to Nigeria my country,
To be faithful, loyal and honest,
To serve Nigeria with all my strength,
To defend her unity,
And uphold her honor and glory,
So help me God.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arise,_O_Compatriots
Visit Nigeria
dimanche 15 septembre 2013
The Miracle of Forgiveness
The Miracle of Forgiveness
"Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us." These are simple, powerful, and even poetic words that I've said so many times without fully grasping their meanings. On July 15th, my family was given a chance to live them. An ordinary day transformed into an extraordinary test of faith.
While traveling north on I-35, we were suddenly rear ended by an 18-wheeler. We were stopped in traffic when it hit, crumbling our van like an accordion. My wife, Nikki, and I were in the front and our children were in the back, where they bore the brunt of the impact. When the truck hit, I sustained a head injury and lay bleeding in a bed of glass. My wife turned to see our oldest son, Cadyn, slumped over, limp, and lifeless. For a moment, she thought he was gone. By a great miracle of God, he was still alive... but gravely injured.
Nikki pulled our children from their car seats and handed them to strangers outside the van. In the midst of the chaos, she saw that everyone was being tended to long before the ambulance arrived. Cadyn was in critical condition and barely breathing, but Nikki had a peace that surpassed understanding that God was there.
That's when she noticed the truck driver, Roger. He was curled up into a fetal position, leaning against the concrete divider, weeping into his cell phone. My wife felt an overwhelming sense of love and compassion for him. It was an accident. She walked over to Roger to embrace him and began to pray. At first he refused, but Nikki insisted and said, "This is what grace is for." While praying with him, she realized by his words that he was our brother in Christ.
Cadyn was immediately sent to the ICU, where our trial continued. We received news that his brain had sustained shear injury, a type of brain damage that either kills or severely impairs for life. We sat at his bedside, begging for him to open his eyes. In the darkness and overwhelming anxiety, the Lord gave us His strength to believe for a miracle.
It was during that time that Nikki reached out to Roger. He had to know that Cadyn was alive and that he was, indeed, forgiven. As I prayed about this, I felt a love for him as well. God brought to my mind numerous verses of His command to love radically and forgive freely. As our son laid there hooked up to a ventilator, we were not helpless. We could love. The enemy was to have no foothold. After leaving a phone message with the trucking company, we went back to praying and waiting.
Doctors told us that Cadyn would be in the ICU for many weeks with a tracheotomy and a feeding tube, followed by many months in the hospital. They said we would never have the same son again. Even still, we had an unexplainable joy and peace. We were not alone and none of this was a shock to our Savior. He wasn't finished yet.
A few days later, Cadyn woke up. This set into motion a recovery process that astonished the doctors and defied scientific explanation. That same day, Roger contacted us and we invited him to see God's miracle in action.
Our son couldn't talk right away, but he could write. He was coherent enough to understand the situation as my wife and I explained to him what happened. Nikki asked Cadyn if he wanted to forgive Roger. I saw my son think about it for a moment, then give an assertive thumbs up. With construction paper and a crayon, Cadyn wrote: "Roger, I forgive you. Love, Cadyn."
At that moment, my little 5-year-old son became my greatest hero. We were blessed to meet Roger and his family that day. Roger said he was framing Cadyn's note and putting it on his wall. I believe him. It was surreal to embrace the man who almost killed my son, but there was also such joy. I remember the shocked look on his face when he told us that our forgiveness had rocked his faith to the core and that he could not understand how I, as a father, could forgive him. I told him that Jesus poured out His grace to me from the cross, and the only right response would be for me to pour that same grace out to others. Roger said he didn't know people followed Christ like this, but we assured him we're not super Christians. It's only by the power of the Holy Spirit. As the saying goes, we're not perfect, we're just forgiven.
http://austinstone.org/stories/written/item/501-the-miracle-of-forgiveness Jehovah Knows
"Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us." These are simple, powerful, and even poetic words that I've said so many times without fully grasping their meanings. On July 15th, my family was given a chance to live them. An ordinary day transformed into an extraordinary test of faith.
While traveling north on I-35, we were suddenly rear ended by an 18-wheeler. We were stopped in traffic when it hit, crumbling our van like an accordion. My wife, Nikki, and I were in the front and our children were in the back, where they bore the brunt of the impact. When the truck hit, I sustained a head injury and lay bleeding in a bed of glass. My wife turned to see our oldest son, Cadyn, slumped over, limp, and lifeless. For a moment, she thought he was gone. By a great miracle of God, he was still alive... but gravely injured.
Cadyn was immediately sent to the ICU, where our trial continued. We received news that his brain had sustained shear injury, a type of brain damage that either kills or severely impairs for life. We sat at his bedside, begging for him to open his eyes. In the darkness and overwhelming anxiety, the Lord gave us His strength to believe for a miracle.
A few days later, Cadyn woke up. This set into motion a recovery process that astonished the doctors and defied scientific explanation. That same day, Roger contacted us and we invited him to see God's miracle in action.
Our son couldn't talk right away, but he could write. He was coherent enough to understand the situation as my wife and I explained to him what happened. Nikki asked Cadyn if he wanted to forgive Roger. I saw my son think about it for a moment, then give an assertive thumbs up. With construction paper and a crayon, Cadyn wrote: "Roger, I forgive you. Love, Cadyn."
At that moment, my little 5-year-old son became my greatest hero. We were blessed to meet Roger and his family that day. Roger said he was framing Cadyn's note and putting it on his wall. I believe him. It was surreal to embrace the man who almost killed my son, but there was also such joy. I remember the shocked look on his face when he told us that our forgiveness had rocked his faith to the core and that he could not understand how I, as a father, could forgive him. I told him that Jesus poured out His grace to me from the cross, and the only right response would be for me to pour that same grace out to others. Roger said he didn't know people followed Christ like this, but we assured him we're not super Christians. It's only by the power of the Holy Spirit. As the saying goes, we're not perfect, we're just forgiven.
http://austinstone.org/stories/written/item/501-the-miracle-of-forgiveness Jehovah Knows
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